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“Do you want this inside you?” he asked pointing at his dick. I nodded, use your words he nudged, yes I said.

I was consumed with need but also apprehensive. There was a possibility that we could totally be out of sync and it will just be a messy 10 minutes of someone boring you while literally inside you. He put on condom and lowered himself onto me and in missionary position, he slid into my wet, slippery pussy.

A deep moan escaped my lungs as I welcomed him into my moist, warm mound, my apprehension disappeared. This was going to be the first of many fuckathons and I was ready, ridden with need. With sure calculated strokes, he ripped in and out of my pussy, moaning and grinding, he blew his load. We laid on top of each other for a while as we tried to regularise our breathing.

I got up, washed up while he rolled a fresh blunt. “This is good weed” he said as he slid his tongue over the paper to seal it in place. My stomach tightened at the sight of his tongue, I thought of the same tongue poking seductively at my clitoris a while ago, licking my opening profusely while I convulsed in orgasm.

Do you want to stay on to the next time we fuck he asked? No, I have no core strength I retorted.

We attended to the freshly rolled blunt in silence.

I love the way weed makes you quiet Tito said, attempting a joke. I looked over and saw he was hard and motioned myself towards him. This is hard I said, touching his dick. Are we going to use it?

He smirked, looked at me long and hard and said, yes, I will whip you with this dick. This time he wasn’t sweet, there was a meanness about his demeanour and I wasn’t sure if I should be afraid. Do you want me to fuck you he asked, barely audible, yes, yes, please fuck me I said? He reached forward and pulled my hair, his eyes now dark, he asked again, do you want this dick inside you? I saw the darkness but I was not afraid, in fact, it held promise. I subbed and whispered, yes, daddy, put this dick inside me. Fuck me.

He kissed me harder this time, the sweet kisses were gone. He pulled my hair while he sucked at my face. In a short while, he pulled away, looked at me and took one nipple in his mouth while he played with the other. He sucked hard, nibbled and bit into it. This sent shock waves down my body and my pussy began to throb uncontrollably and yes it hurt oh so deliciously. He sucked harder, nibbled harder and there, my first orgasm from nipple action. In the past, I had only heard of this from a friend and I had concluded that nipple orgasms were a myth. Here I was, under the influence, I could feel my pussy walls tighten and then collapse into a squirt orgasm, with every eruption, he sucked harder until I begged him to let me go.

He stopped sucking my nipple and said to me, come sit on this dick. I began to say ï have no core strength so… swoosh! he hit me. Shut up and sit on this dick he ordered. I subbed, and quietly sat on him, his dick slid in effortlessly. Then he began to fuck me. After my 3rd orgasm, my legs were weak and my vision had become blurry. I got up, I couldn’t take it any longer he looked at me and said, hey, there’s more dick.

Those words did things to me, unexplainable things. I got up and fell to my knees, bent over and ached my back. “Take it daddy” I said, dying with need. He slid into me from behind, diving so deep I was sure my vagina was in shock. I winced in pain and tried to move away, swoosh he smacked my ass so hard and grunted “stay there, take this dick.” I surrendered completely, ached back, pussy in the air determined to take the dick, all of it.

I felt my heart stop. Tito pumped hard into me in sure strokes as though he was trying to touch things inside me, things I didn’t know existed. I felt these things come alive, with every stroke, with every slap on my ass. The pain, the pleasure, it was delicious, I was delirious.

I surrendered completely and he fucked me till he grunted hard in orgasm, jerking hard into me with every release…

Tito is my current resident back bender. It’s all recent but he is an above average lover, attentive, affectionate and just violent enough. He fucks me so good that I send random appreciation texts just to pay obeisance to the gods of good dick.

I met Tito a few months ago at a book festival and we said brief hellos. He wasn’t particularly memorable and two brief conversations didn’t help much. I am an explorer and sometimes, in conversation, I speak on the need to explore god’s green earth through new dick. This was when H reminded me that I was being flirted with by Tito at the festival. H is my soul sister and she understands my sexual needs like they are hers. After that brief conversation, I sent Tito a WhatsApp message and he replied immediately. In that moment, I knew I was going to fuck him.

Tito is my type but a different variant, I reckoned spending time with him would be tedious but I am not one to back down from a challenge so I decided to proceed without caution. We immediately hit it off and began conversing, I concluded he has sex appeal and I would like to see what this can become. I didn’t know finding out would mean mornings of intense sex, hair pulling and squiring orgasms.

Before I started the very sexual relationship with Tito, I had a nagging feeling in my gut that conversation would be a chore because he struck me like someone who liked to keep things on surface level. I have learnt over the years that conversations with a fuck buddy is as important as the sex and shying away from intellectual connection as a defence mechanism, limits my experience. In as much as he wasn’t my conversational cup of tea I felt an urgency to sit on his dick and so we decided to meet up the first time.

I went to his house nervous as fuck and that was a good sign, nervous energy deepens my appreciation for experiences, so nerves were a welcome component. The atmosphere was so intense and I fought the urge to tear his shorts and take his dick in my mouth before he reached over and planted kisses on my neck, shoulders and ears. I could feel my sex swell as he worked his magic, I wanted him to take all of me in his mouth and do with me as he pleased. As though Tito could hear my thoughts, he pulled me over on my back and placed his mouth on my inner thighs sending waves through my body. I was wet and ready but Tito had not started with me. He planted kisses as though he was trying to savour my essence and when I wasn’t looking, he took my clit in his mouth. This had me spiralling, he teased and licked, sucked and played and my body trembled in agreement. “Yes, pleasure me” I moaned.

It didn’t take long before I started to move my waist, matching his movements, crashing my sex into his face. He ate me out faster now, giving my clit the attention it deserved then it washed over me, my first orgasm of this series of trysts that would have me questioning so many things.

I met Jude at a tech event and even though we were introduced by a mutual friend, a tech investor, we didn’t hit it off initially. I found him later that night standing alone at the entrance of the hall and I walked over to say hello. This turned into the most decent conversation of the night. We went outside and shared each other’s company sharing our dislike for parties and how drained we felt. The conversation was great until he wrapped his arms around my shoulder and we relaxed into a cuddle and continued our conversation. The moment I let him slip his arm around my shoulder, I knew we were going to fuck— Not immediately but sometime in the future. Of course, I am not in a hurry the pussy gods always deliver in their own time.

Two months after I met Jude, I randomly got a message from him and we started talking. First about life, work and other things and then about sex and there he dropped the question. Would you fuck me? I giggled a little and replied, if “You’re a good boy.” This made him a little uncomfortable as he is considerably younger than I am. I am no ageist but just to be sure, can I see your ID when we meet? I suggested. This riled him up further and I had fun with it. I indulged his curiosity and his mild lack of sophistication because he was a 22-year-old CEO of a tech start up. He had a slightly shaky sense of self but that was not a problem some growth couldn’t fix. We continued to talk for about a month and one night he asked if he could come over.

It was a Thursday and I was on the mainland for work — It came up in our chats that morning so I decided to go ahead and mentioned the hotel I’ll be in and when I’ll be free. I was laying the foundation; I was curious to see what a 22-year-old fucked like.

Around 6pm he messaged— I am in your area; would you like to hang out? I hesitated before I replied because I was somewhat nervous but I this did not impair my sense of adventure so I asked him to pop by for a drink at my hotel. In 20 minutes Jude was outside my hotel and I buzzed him in. Hey, he said. I could barely reply when his lips covered mine in a deep kiss. He began to kiss me as though he was starving and I was his meal. I kissed him back and gently pulled away. How are you Jude I asked— He looked at me and as though he was angry, and grunted, you want to know how I am? Yes, I said, This time like a little lamb.

I’ll show you how I am he continued, Pushed me to the bed and began to take off my pant… I watched him intently, he focused on my crotch area as though he couldn’t wait to devour me. I raised my bum so he could take it off completely when I heard him say “I want to fuck you” but you have say yes. I knew better but I was gone. My pussy was fucking wet and I laid there like an ignoramus waiting for his dick to touch my holy land. I nodded in agreement but he wouldn’t have it. No, you must say yes, verbally he continued.

Yes. Yes, Jude I said. Please take this pussy. He bent down and pushed his dick in my super wet pussy— no foreplay no warning. I was so wet he slid straight in and before I could gather myself, I felt him fill me up, pushing, shoving his dick deeper into my wet, wet vagina. While he fucked me, he kept his fore finger on my clit rubbing it as hard as he was fucking me. I cried in ecstasy begging him to fuck me deeper, my body was on fire and the only thing that could quench it was his dick pulsating inside me. My body needed him so bad, I begged him “daddy please take everything” I said in the throes of passion, He chuckled and said, “no need to beg me baby, I’ll fuck you till you lay here lifeless” I was afraid this man was going to kill me but my senses weren’t with me. I just needed him to pound my pussy like it was his last day on earth. As he dug deeper and deeper, I felt my orgasm wash over me and in a few minutes, he blew his load all over my ass.

We took individual showers and I lit a cigarette. I stayed on the window to smoke a couple and enjoy the somewhat miserable view my hotel provided. I smoked two cigarettes and came into the room and saw him still half naked. “Why aren’t you dressed” I asked him, “I thought you’d be ready to go by now” I continued.

“We haven’t had that drink yet mami” he said. We ordered drinks from the hotel bar and relaxed. The conversation flowed naturally, we talked about everything on earth, ranging from politics to sports to global warming. We covered every topic until I made a joke about him showing me his Identity card because I wanted to make sure he was legal. He laughed, I laughed and somehow he was in front of me, pulling me close. He was so soft this time, if felt like he was a different person. He reached out and whispered “I want to show you something” With that he kissed me, I kissed him back. We caressed and necked on for a long time and he placed his right hand on my left boob. He squeezed lightly and proceeded to twist my nipple between his forefinger and thumb. This sent waves down my spine, I took my hand off his neck and touched his dick, I felt his body stiffen slightly as my hand grabbed his hard cock.

We continued to kiss and caress one another, then he pulled his mouth from mine and placed it on my right boob this time. My juiced flowed and as though he knew, he placed his hand on my now swollen sex. I was a little tender from the pounding but he was careful, he began to rub my clit sending shocking waves through my body: it felt as though electric shocks were being delivered to my vagina. He stuck a finger inside my throbbing pussy and began to finger fuck me. He did this with such care but the strokes were definite and strong so much he rubbed he rubbed against my sensitive spot and I squirted all over his fingers.

At this point, I needed the pressure in my body to subside because I was going to boil over. Let me pleasure you I whispered to him. I climbed on top of him and took his dick in my mouth, he let out a groan that encouraged me to be savage on his cock. I sucked his dick so hard, applying pressure, pain and sweetness at intervals. He held on to my hair as thou it was a life line. I replaced my mouth with my boobs now and began to boob fuck him. He groaned and moaned, cried and begged me to let him get that pussy. I obliged him. He placed me on all fours, on the floor my hands holding on the table in the room and put his dick inside me doggy style. I cried a little. It was too good. How can this man fuck so good?

He started with slow sure strokes and built up into wild banging every thrust more savage than the last. He lost all control and banged into me like a wild animal, every thrust I met half way, moving my waist like a pro until I collapsed on the floor, he kept fucking me until I my orgasm tore through me like a tornado. The orgasm shook me so much I laid there on the floor with his cum on my back for about an hour. For a minute, I though he had killed me as promised.

Jude and I took a shower together this time and talked all night. At 4am, he woke me up hard and strong, he just gently spooned me and fucked me while he choked me slightly, he delivered slow, gentle but sure thrusts with precision as though he was writing code for a new application.

We fucked for a long time, showered ate breakfast and continued with our individual lives.

I have been asked to write the concluding part of this series so, here you go. I am actually pleased that you guys read!

Then, he whipped out his dick, oh! It’s big I gasped.

To be continued…

I sat across from him lightly touching my pussy. The entire house smelt like sex but I knew we weren’t done. I needed to fuck Todd. I found him incredibly sexy and I wasn’t going to be sated until I could feel his warmth inside me.

His dick was bigger than I had expected and I throbbed with excitement. I leaned over, looked in my bag and handed him a sachet of lube. I had squirted while he finger-fucked me and that reduced the viscosity of my pum juice. He rubbed the lube all over my vagina in slow motion and when he reached my ass, he dug a finger in and this sent unholy waves through my body. “I am just trying to excite you” he chuckled.

I was excited and couldn’t wait to sit on his dick with my now lubricated sex. Chill out he whispered, let me fuck you… I nodded as though I lost my ability to speak and laid on my back. He slowly eased himself onto me and gained penetration. At first, he moved slowly just but in a few seconds, he was bouncing in and out of me, each thrust accompanied by a masculine grunt I didn’t know he had. He cursed grunted and fucked and that turned me on even more.

Todd, fuck me harder I commanded. As though he’d been waiting for that he flipped me on my back into the doggy position, stuck his thumb in my ass and fucked my pussy with such aggression. I loved every bit of it. I screamed, moaned and groaned, our voices matching in pitch, his dick grinding into my vulva! A few minutes later, my body shook violently in another orgasm, my pussy squirting over everything.

I’m coming he groaned holding on to my waist hitting me harder, it hurt but I liked it. He pounded wildly into me for a while and collapsed on top of me, his dick throbbing as his sperm hit my walls creating a warm fuzzy feeling.

We laid there for about three hours and just talked about his thesis and other ideas. Todd blew my mother fucking mind, I had not expected him to fuck the air out of me literally.

It was rainy Tuesday and I didn’t have to be at work till 12pm so I had some time on my hands. I rolled over in bed relishing the rare opportunity to sleep in. Then it came to me, I had been on an unintentional sex hiatus and although I was loving it, some self-love seemed appropriate. Heck! I had some time to sleep in. Plus— who doesn’t like the smell of cum in the morning.

So, I journeyed around my body, feeling her delicately. As my hands roamed, I became aroused. A little nipple squeeze here, a little touch there mixed with a lot of sexy thoughts the magic began, in no time, my body responded, I was wet.

Then I began to rub my hands on my swollen sex. It was warm and moist down there and for a moment, I was lost, imagining how warm my pussy will feel around a proper sized dick. For some reason, that mental picture had my body going. I began to rub on my clitoris, in circular motion. First slowly and then a little faster, with the occasional moments where I am knuckle deep in my pussy daring the squirt gods.

Gradually, my juices began to assemble, and I was going crazy. Deeper, faster, I continued dipping my fingers in and making every stroke count. Splash! My juices came running. My finger was out of my pussy now and I began to caress my clit, overwhelmed by a sense of urgency I rubbed the now turgid organ faster, and faster, in circular motion, then from side to side….

Then it washed over me, the best orgasm of the month. My knees buckled and my toes could not stay straight. Fuck! Ahhhhh! Hmmmmm! I groaned, mumbling some incoherent shit as my body danced to its own music.

I didn’t wipe the cum, I simply pulled my duvet closer and slept in for an additional two hours. I don’t know about you but I like the smell of fresh cum, I find it relaxing.

It was the best Tuesday ever.

Tell me about most memorable party of one in the comment section! Let’s be dirty with impunity!

“Get to the table he ordered” in his French tainted English. “your pussy so good and I’m gonna make it sing’ he hollered.

For a minute, I was convinced he was possessed by the pussy gods, then I thought he was just intoxicated by my pussy juice. I have never met any man who feasted on squirt juice like ‘Man with no name’. He drank it, swam in it as though there in lies his Liberation.

Let me tell you about ‘Man with no name’.

I met him on my trip to Benin Republic. I had been a part of a delegate to consider some issues surrounding poverty and hunger in a village just outside of Port novo and as always, I was fully in work mode. It was an uneventful trip, one filled with time spent working on a report and touring villages. I had spent the three days worrying about the world and how to fix it and sex was the last thing on my mind.

On the last day of the evaluation, I walked into the hotel lobby to pick up my keys and I noticed that the hotel manager winked at me. he didn’t stop there, he flirted heavily and everything he said seemed like a sexual innuendo. I dismissed the thought and just figured his eyes had an involuntary twitch.

He informed me of my water and laundry bill and as I was about to pay up, I noticed that my wallet was in my hotel room. “I will come to upstairs to your room to get the money” he offered. I felt relieved but still had a feeling as though he was hitting on me.

I was barely clad when I heard a knock on the door, it was him. I hurriedly wore some clothes and picked up my wallet. Without making eye contact I handed him the money due and motioned to close the door. He held the door open with his leg and my pulse started to race! I was nervous as fuck and I didn’t know why. I was almost sure there was a pussy destruction coming my way.

I cleared my throat and tried to speak with confidence, “Excuse me, why are you holding my door open” I asked, trying to keep my voice audible. He caught my eyes and said, do you need anything else? His voice seductive as fuck! In that minute, I knew I was going to fuck this stranger.

Can I come in he asked, still seducing the shit out of me, I basically lost my voice and could not speak, I just moved away from the door, holding it open as though I was under a spell.

He came in and immediately planted his lips on mine. Alarm bells went off in my head. My body started to make music and this stranger was about to dance to it. I kissed him back and that was it, I was lost in this fog of lust.

He began to fondle and caress me, groping and grabbing and I liked every bit of it. I was wet and ready and I had no time to waste. I disengaged from the kissing and fondling, went to my table, handed him a condom and took doggy position on the bed. He entered me from behind with a bang and began to pump it up, in, out, bang bang.

I was dying but I wanted more. He fucked me with so much enthusiasm and lust every stroke harder and deeper than the last driving me to the depths of pleasure. My orgasms came rushing and with every one he spanked me hard as though he was rewarding me for every orgasm.

After a while, he came out of me and said “get to the table.” I was a little afraid of him and rightly so but I obeyed him without question. I laid on the table and he walked slowly toward me, killing me with anticipation. He raised my right leg and slid inside me. He continued to fuck me hard with so much enthusiasm and I cried, throwing caution to the wind. With every stroke came a compliment. “Your pussy so good” “your pussy so thick” “I wanna fuck you right now” “make you cum so hard” all these said while spanking my ass his dick buried deep inside me. This was music to my pussy cos my wetness increased and my juices splashed as he banged.

Fuck! His dick was big and I was hurting but the pleasure was too profound and I couldn’t muster the strength to say stop. Harder, faster, deeper I cried instead, begging him to take me to the edge of ecstasy. I wanted him to ravage my pussy, give me an experience I’ll never forget and that he did. He then took me on the floor, on the bed, and by the wall. I had begged him not to stop but I had reached my 6th orgasm and my strength was failing me. He slowly pulled out of me and said “I don’t wanna hurt you, I just want to make your pussy feel good.”

I collapsed on the bed and watched him put his clothes on so he could return to the hotel front desk.

We fucked for over two hours and my nameless stallion didn’t cum neither did he break a sweat.

“Are you asleep?” he asked, I chuckled and retorted, “I’m touching myself.”

Todd sprang off his computer and dug his fingers straight in my wet pussy. Fuck, I grunted, I raised my waist upward and he dug in deeper, my fingers rubbing against my clitoris as he fingered me harder. Fuck! I yelled in orgasm as my juices came flowing. I squirted all over his hands, his hand glistened and I couldn’t resist the urge to put his hands in my mouth, I wanted to taste me, all of me.

Todd and I met at a young professionals convention. He is a professor at the local university and I was a student in one of the short courses at the university. It was an immediate attraction. Todd wasn’t an exactly handsome man but he had an exceptional mind. Every word that proceeded from his mouth reeked of intelligence and that made me hot for him. I am not the typical hot for teacher type but intelligence has a way of getting me wet inadvertently.

Literally. I wanted to fuck him the first day I saw him but life got in the way.

Six months later, I went to the university to conduct some research and there he was, skinny and tall with his thick glasses looming over a bed of roses. Everything about him turned me on but I wasn’t about to spook him. We hugged briefly, made plans for lunch and that was how it all started.

We had lunch four times in two weeks and I knew he wanted me as much as I wanted him, he was obviously holding back and I didn’t want to push things. We had talked about everything and anything, there was a bond somewhere in there and I wanted it to grow.

Todd is somewhat robotic, thinks everything through logically and has almost no room for emotions. Many people would consider this a turn off but I love logical people, I am amused by socially inept persons. Quirks and kinks are a huge part of life for me, I don’t believe in normal.

One random Tuesday afternoon, Todd called and wanted to have lunch with me. It was not a special request until he mentioned that he was cooking. “What’s on the menu?” I joked. I was in the mood for some rice and plantain!

Then it crossed my mind, I was cooking too, and ready to serve. I was serving pussy.

I arrived at Todd’s house, it was in the rough part of town but it was a decent apartment, tastefully furnished. We ate, talked about politics and feminism, we argued about how people who belong to the privileged gender need to stop teaching us how to be feminists. Todd and I enjoy arguing with one another and argue we did until somehow ended up in his bed.

We watched a movie on his laptop and it was nice, the atmosphere was crisp and comfortable. It felt so familiar, almost safe. I slid under the duvet and reached below, I was touching my pussy.

I touched myself while we watched the movie and it seemed like he didn’t notice, at this point I was starting to moan aloud, my body fast approaching climax. As though he has been in a trance, he glanced at me and saw what was going on, he quickly dug his finger in my already wet pussy like someone catching a bus at rush hour. He dug in deeper and my body went crazy, before I could catch my breath, my orgasm washed over me like a tornado, my legs shaking fiercely.

Todd, looked at me, perplexed and asked, why did you start without inviting me? “I didn’t want to disturb you” I mouthed, assuming a school girl character.

He grabbed my boobs and began to squeeze, kiss and fondle. He was rough as though he knew how I liked it. He would bite, squeeze and kiss with precision and boy! Was I wet!

He reached down and dived into my pussy, he began to eat me out. He sucked on my clitoris as though he had been thirsty all his life, stuck his tongue in my opening and flickered it, this sent unholy waves down my spine and for a minute, I didn’t recognise him. He seemed so different, he wasn’t the quiet, rationalising human being he usually was. He was almost upbeat eating my pussy, torturing me.

“Stick your finger deep inside me” I said, he obliged, his mouth still locked on my clit. At this point, I was closing in on another orgasm, exasperated as fuck, my breathing was irregular and I loved it. I would give anything to feel this way for longer. A few minutes later I was sated. My pussy throbbing and my mind racing. That was the best head of my life.

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